The Klinker! A club to conjour with, and a place to witness the indigestibly strange among the ineffably great. Take The Unseemly Trio for starters, three genially odd chaps who pluck the exposed piano strings of one of two which adorn the back room of the Sussex pub while rattling a variety of objects, musical or otherwise. Where else can a trio build rhythmic magic from biscuit tins and biscuit bites – and include a gigantic comedy carrot-chomping solo? The key element about this venue and its regulars and passing patrons is that they may laugh and raise eyebrows, but the unexpected is what everyone comes along for after all.

Ben Owen is almost pulled onstage by an imaginary neck-hook, slapstick-style. He acts the gibberish buffoon, gurning

Well, The Klinker was its normal inchoate self: the irrepressible Hugh Metcalfe yelling “We start in ten minutes” as a half dozen apparently unrelated machine operators tinker with toy tape recorders, laptops, bits of wiring, large wineglasses, violin bows and Super 8 projectors. I concieve a momentary connexion between autism and the avant-garde – the unconnectedness, the lack of affect, it’s all here tonight at The Klinker.

But behind this buzz of overgrown childsplay there stand devices rarely seen at this venue: a full drum kit (without ethnicky extensions or innovative modifications), big Roland guitar amps, a Strat copy and a Westone bass. Tonight Tony Hill

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